American Fortune Life

Andy smiled at his Ivana teeth. She just smiled less warmly. She looked up coldly and looked at herself for help. The cold smile on the corner of her mouth made the bar owner feel a little numb on the scalp. She could see from the look on her face that instead of being blackmailed, she might get into trouble with him.

Andy was just staring cold at the bar owner on the stage, his eyes shining bright and bright, as if warning the owner to speak carefully.

The audience in the bar got a little emotional, and there were people who were scared of the world, yelling Andy's name out loud, and Ivana wanted to say something next to her, but when she saw Andy's grim expression, she stopped talking and seemed to think of something, “Pfft” and laughed.

“Honey, what's so funny?” Andy had a cold face, but when he heard Ivana laugh, he looked back with a smile.

“Nothing, it's just that I feel like it's been really fun tonight, and this is the first time I've seen anything like it.” Ivana looked around gently, some of the audience had stood up and yelled, and the music on stage had stopped.

Andy rolled his eyes in silence and spit in his heart: “You'll meet them later, and you'll still be cursed by provocation on the plane. Well, you're atmospheric, pretending you didn't hear... ”

Honestly, the billionaire from the home man to the current millionaire family, can't help but have the name of a genius writer, and then the family background of Bull 13, to say that now he does not expand himself, it is simply impossible, but usually the people he contacts are either family members or subordinates, and there is usually no opportunity to show them.

The bar owner could not help but soothe the noisy atmosphere and let the band continue to perform. After walking off the stage, he had to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and remembered the person who caused him trouble, his teeth snapped.

After talking in his ear for a while, he patted the back of the waiter and turned to the second floor.

Andy and Ivana were almost drunk, so much happened again. I thought the bar owner would come and apologize personally. I didn't expect anyone to disappear. Andy had a gloomy face, and Ivana had always appeared cold with a smile for the first time.

A young waiter crossed the crowd and walked to Andy's position, bending over and waiting in place after a few unexpected sounds in Andy's ear.

“Honey, the bar owner asked us to go upstairs to the card deck, and he said he would definitely give us an explanation. Why don't we go check it out together?” Andy asked Ivana, smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Ivana just nodded and there was no redundant change in the expression on her face. That's how her personality was. If things were calm and steady, she wouldn't have shown the glamour of the world at that unexpected event in the future.

Ivana followed Andy behind the waiter with Andy's arm, Joseph and Kenny, ready to deal with the unexpected, and their eyes became particularly sharp and alert to all the strangers around them.

That's why bodyguards don't like to protect celebrity artists so much that they can jump out of their fans anytime, anywhere.

He went upstairs, walked into a luxurious cassette, and the bar owner greeted him with an apology, followed by a young singer with a dead face.

Andy let go of Ivana's hand, his tall, strong figure was more magnificent in the light, and he walked up to the bar singer with his head down and looked at him like, "You're a poor little ant in my eyes, you know? ”

He looked up at Andy, his eyes flashing angry, and Andy laughed and whispered: “I don't know where you came from, idiot, but it's a great fortune to have the chance to sing my song in front of me.” Andy kept staring into his eyes.

The bar singer gasped and looked desperate, but saw the bar owner behind him with a dark, inky old face and two tall, fat bodyguards with cold, murderous eyes, Andina high above, as if looking down at an ant.

Let him finally understand that he is really an idiot and a fool to get home, that Andy is not only a singer, he is also a billionaire, and that this identity alone is enough to crush him.

Andy smiled with disdain and turned to the bar owner: "As for the owner, I don't know what you mean when you look at the stage for help. Oh, you don't think I'm going on stage to perform! I'm here for leisure. Would someone as precious as my time surrender to be a bar singer for an idiot's provocation? ”

“Perhaps you're a man of honor in San Francisco, but do you know what the name Smith means? Let me help you. Can you afford it? As for you, huh... Ants provoke elephants, one being trampled to death, the other not paying attention to being trampled!” Disdainful laughter became a highlight.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, but it's our club's fault for interrupting your date with Miss Ivana. It's two diamond VIPs, and you two will spend 50% off your money here later.” The bar owner couldn't help but smoke on his face. He knew who Andy Smith was, and after all, the club had a long history.

For several political families in the United States, he knew perfectly well, especially families like the Smiths, who had been holding power behind the scenes, and upper-class societies.

Well, Andy himself is the youngest billionaire, genius writer, newspaper owner, 21 years old, girlfriend is the heir to billions of assets, Nima, and this is a winner of life against heaven.

Such a person can only have sex, how can he be guilty, now there is an idiot in the club provoking him in the public, using the audience to blackmail him, Nima, isn't this idiot all over his head.

Andy glanced at the little singer, who had completely withered, and smiled softly in the corner: "Thank you for your kindness. Boy, you're lucky there's no other mess going on tonight. You wanna step on me? You don't pee and take pictures, what are you? ”

Watching as if the little singer had completely lost his soul, Andy was happy for a moment, he had encountered this kind of thing in his previous life. Such a person always thought he was the protagonist in the story, treating everyone as his stepping stone, not his own shit, and still wearing 13 everywhere. After kicking to the iron board, he immediately died as a sign of his family's death.

This kind of person can't leave him a face. The bad guys need to grind the bad guys. Andy finally figured out why the big rebels in the movie said so much at the last minute. It was really cool. Of course, it wasn't a movie, and Hanging would not attack backwards in the last 30 seconds, finally saving the world and hugging the beauty home.

The reality is that Andy and Ivana went on with their bodyguards, even apologizing. Of course, after repeated begging and insisting by the bar owner, Andy accepted the so-called 50% discount VIP card. After all, there was a lot of good wine in the century-old bar, and it could not be said that he would drink it hard a few times in the future.